w.o.r.d.s.
Tuesday, May 30, 8:18 p.m.
Kickboxing was good fun today.
Since Leanne is dying of her mysterious illness I was mostly alone.
Besides the like...4 fighter guys that were working out and scaring me.
So like...after lots of punching and kicking me and Elmer just kind of sparred for the rest of the time.
And by that I mean he beat me up.
Nowww I'm going to go pass out.
Monday, May 29, 8:57 p.m.
Today I walked home in the rain while listening to The Rain Song by Zeppelin.
It seemed rather fitting.
I had a rather good day today, it was a nice stress reliever to hand in all the assignments that are driving me insane.
Or were driving me insane that is.
And now, I've just finished cleaning my room and I'm eating a cinnamon kitkat...which is suprisingly yummy.
I guess I don't have to go back to my therapist for awhile.
Apperantly I'm on the way to being sane (yeah right).
So I guess that's nice.
Oh and I'm completely in love with my new mp3 player.
It's glorious.
Sunday, May 28, 10:58 p.m.
Ok. So. I have discovered new information.
And I wish to share this information with everyone.
Hot Smoothies from Tim Hortens? Gross.
I got a raspberry one.
And like...yea. That's what I get for being adventurous.
I'm pretty sure they just microwaved and frothed some sexy fine Pepto.
How did I discover this? you ask. Well I shall tell you.
I went out for coffee with Chrystal and Leanne and Leanne's new man who's name I totally forget because I have a great memory like that...ie...I'm retarded.
Any other news. Well, there's this guy. And he wants to hook up. With me.
I dunno about this business.
I'm kind of enjoying the single life. Just chilling and not having to worry about anything.
Who knows what'll happen.
, 9:08 a.m.
Everyone should download Not Hot To Trot by Von Iva because...it's a hot song by a hot band.
And it makes me dance around.
Ok so I've been really lazy with the updating these days.
I think it's because I got boring...I go out and do stuff now and so I don't have time to rant and bitch and froth. It's a terrible thing.
But like...it's getting really close to moving time, which has got me all hot and bothered.
Soon I'll be gone from this hellhole.
It seems like such a huge and impossible step. And I know everything will change. It kind of scares me to think that I'll have to be completely taking care of myself alllll alone. And like...managing finances...shit.
But ya, I'm so excited.
Tuesday, May 23, 10:09 p.m.
I think I can speak for both Leanne and I when I say, "Ow...my organs..."
, 2:52 p.m.
Life has been fairly uneventful these past few days. I went to Regina for the long weekend, I come home and go to school.
My english group had a presentation to do today. I took one of my happy pills and pulled everything off well.
People told me I didn't look nervous at all, and I laughed and told them it was because I was drugged.
I walked home today with some random guy from my school...who's name I can't recall because I'm terrible with names.
He seems really nice, and actually kind of interesting.
It's really nice to just randomly start talking to people. I do enjoy meeting new people and all that jazz.
I have kickboxing tonight, I'm slightly tired but in a good enough mood so it should be good.
And I really don't have anything else to say.
Wednesday, May 17, 2:52 p.m.
Ok so I've got some mean sore muscles right now...I could just die.
Suprisingly my arms and legs aren't sore at all just my torso muscles.
I really have nothing to say, I know I haven't updated in awhile.
My life has been pretty boring.
I've just been going to school and cleaning up after the 3 slobs who are here.
Sunday, May 14, 11:58 a.m.
My dad and his woman got married, and they're on their way to Victoria.
The wedding was alright until afterwards when Therese got completely hammered and decided to stand at the top of the stairs screaming and me and my dad, throwing things over the railing and having just a fit in general.
The drive back to Saskatoon was awkward. The car stank like alcohol because of the skank beast and when we got home my dad apologized for the way she acted.
I don't know why he bothered...it's how she always acts.
I can't believe he's so fucking spineless that he actually married that useless drunk bitch.
Friday, May 12, 2:57 p.m.
Sooo Leanne and joined this kickboxing class. It's called kickfit and we don't do any sparring or matches. We might go into the normal kickboxing class too.
It was really fun. But it was hard. And I'm sore today pretty bad.
My dad gets married this weekend and I have to go...unforunately.
I'm currently being forced to listen to the wedding cd...it's making me want to vomit hearts and flowers with hate.
It's pretty brutal. I hate love songs.
Tuesday, May 9, 3:16 p.m.
So my grad dress came in today. I want to go and pick it up noowwwww. Hahah.
And Loni and I went to the cat shelter in 51st. Those cats are so cute! We're going to randomly pop in and volunteer from time to time because all you have to do is play with them and brush them and stuff.
And I've got nothing else to say.
Saturday, May 6, 10:01 a.m.
Well my dad and Therese are off to PA this weekend.
Normally it pisses me off that he ditches out to PA all the time yet complains that we never spend any time together. But this weekend I'm just happy there'll be some peace and quiet in the house.
All they do is fight. And when they're not fighting, they're ignoring each other completely.
And even though threats to call off the wedding have occured 3 or 4 times, they're still going ahead with the wedding.
How can two grown people be so fucking stupid?
I really don't understand it. Everyone who sees how they act is asking why the fuck they're getting married, why the fuck they're even still together.
Who knows...I sure as hell don't.
But whatever...I mean, I'll be gone soon enough. They're the only ones who have to live with the choice.
Fuckheads.
Thursday, May 4, 6:16 p.m.
So here I am, just chillin...illin. And so on and so forth.
Eating a shitload of 5 cent candies.
Yea...they're pretty good.
I've got nothin.
Tuesday, May 2, 5:41 p.m.
02/05/06
It’s a rainy and overcast day and it’s cold.
I’m listening to Lydia because they’re beautiful and sad and make me feel something strange.
Sitting here listening to music makes me think, and I always seem to come back to the same revelation that I live in my head too much.
A constant daydreamer...constant wisher. I live in the clouds, the stars...my mind is miles away from reality.
It’s something I both love and hate.
It gives me the ability to totally leave any stressful or hurtful situation.
But it also keeps me from feeling real. It keeps me from acting.
And it makes people think I'm weird.
Monday, May 1, 2:53 p.m.
Yeah so I definately have a hellll of a lot of homework.
It's killing me slowly.
Apperantly in english there's another presentation coming up...which I refuse to do because I don't feel like having another panic attack in class.
And Mang probably wont make me because...he witnessed the panic attack.
Last night I was watching Intervention. I love/hate that show. It's too fucking sad. Yet so good.
Uhhhmmm what have I got to say...not much really.
My dad is going to Iqaluit this weekend and I've got a hot rock massage on Wednesday.
That should be cool, I really wish I wasn't stuck in this house with my stepmom.
Especially since Kako is gone back to Japan and Aimee is almost never around.
I mean, things are awkward enough when they're here. Now with them gone and the ridiculous drama going on between my father and her...gah.
Shoot me please.
Not a good time to have shitloads of homework and need to concintrate.